Текст песни
[Куплет 1] You painted numbers on the harbor stones For every tide that changed its mind I followed three past the rusted buoy And found the shape of a farther line [Предприпев] You said the map is never finished While the water keeps its pace I felt the whole wide world get larger When you smiled into the spray [Припев] Count me in, count me in For the places past the markers Where the blue turns deep and silver And the gulls fly even farther Count me in, count me in I was waiting for a reason Now the compass in my pocket Points toward every season [Куплет 2] A ferry horn rolled through the morning And the seabirds cut across You tied a red thread to the railing So we could measure what we’d lost [Предприпев] But nothing here was asking To be held or made to stay The horizon kept on opening With each mile beneath the wake [Припев] Count me in, count me in For the places past the markers Where the blue turns deep and silver And the gulls fly even farther Count me in, count me in I was waiting for a reason Now the compass in my pocket Points toward every season [Бридж] If the shoreline fades behind us Let it fade without a fight There are names we haven’t learned yet There are currents full of light [Final chorus] Count me in, count me in For the places past the markers Where the blue turns deep and silver And the gulls fly even farther Count me in, count me in I can feel the whole thing turning Every mile becomes a promise Every distant flag is burning [Аутро] Count me in Past the markers Count me in
